Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

In the distance, the villagers of the Kingdom are temporarily stationed in a camp.

The area was almost surrounded by an overwhelming number of wanderers.

However, Mustard just took out a redstone device and fiddled with it, and a large number of damaged iron golems stood up staggeringly.

They were covered in red lightning and walked towards these filthy creatures with great momentum.

It stretched out its long mechanical arms and threw them all into the sky one by one.

The Wanderers, whose health was already very low, fell heavily to the ground and turned into fallen objects and died.

"That's right. The function of the iron golem is to protect the villagers, not... anything else."

Mustard stood on the outskirts of the camp, observing everything closely, patting the iron golem's body from time to time, and looking at these "children" with admiration.

The king remained in the limp posture he had just been in, sitting on the ground, looking at the mustard in front of him with complicated eyes.

The nobles who were wearing colorful clothes were already frightened out of their wits. They hugged each other, crying and not knowing what to do.

"Those scouts you sent out...should have returned, right?"

Hearing this, the king's heart sank.

He had clearly arranged all of this quietly, how could Mustard have discovered it so quickly?

As if seeing through the king's doubts, Mustard chuckled and said:

"It's so dangerous outside, but you let them go out alone to collect intelligence. You are such a good king..."

"To tell you the truth, they were actually nearly killed, but it was only thanks to some of my small puppet robots that they helped them escape the clutches of the monster."

He walked slowly to the king and tapped the delicate redstone mechanism on his ear.

"That's a beautiful thing. Did you get this from your trading system? It's really amazing."

And just before Mustard took off the headphone-type redstone mechanism.

Herobrine's words reached the king's ears clearly.

"That guy isn't a player? He's... a white-eyed demon who can manipulate players?"

The village king showed an expression of disbelief:

"Back then, was the player who challenged the kingdom also a subordinate of the White-Eyed Devil?"

A high-ranking scout whispered, "If I remember correctly... it's like this. The soldiers on the front line brought back the player's declaration of war to the kingdom, and similarly, the scout also secretly drew his appearance..."

As he spoke, he rummaged in his backpack for a moment, quickly found the photo, and handed it to the king for inspection.

The picture shows a person who is completely black and emitting terrifying particles.

Unsurprisingly, its eyes were glowing white and looked terrifying.

Yes, the person who challenged the kingdom on behalf of the player community was Null.

It is a collection of the world's error codes, with no morals, no stance, and no bottom line, and it likes to make the world more and more chaotic, worse, and more sinful.

"Isn't this some kind of special skin for the player?" the king muttered to himself.

Yes, as the kingdom got to know the players more deeply, they gradually discovered that the players as a group had all kinds of strange skins.

Some don't even show their eyes.

Then, it should be reasonable that the eyes are so white that they glow.

The king never expected that this was not a skin, but an outward manifestation of the player being controlled by Herobrine.

"Go look for the Kingdom Battle Records now."

The king took a while to find his voice:

"Find all the players with white eyes in there and show them to me!"

"Yes, yes, sir!" After the scout saluted, he hurriedly mounted his horse and prepared to return to the kingdom's underground treasury to search.

"Hey wait, why are you riding something so slow that it can't even protect you."

With a snap of Mustard's fingers, a small iron golem instantly reorganized and transformed into a tank vehicle:

"Ride it."

The scout was stunned. Before he had time to react, the Iron Golem tank sucked him in and then sped away.

The king looked in the direction it left and pursed his lips.

"Hey, didn't you hear what Herobrine said just now? Some of the players he infected don't even show the trait of white eyes!"

The king was completely confused at this moment.

"Could it be that... all along, we have really been blaming the players wrongly?"

The king couldn't help but rethink what he had seen and heard after the village general was captured in the player camp.

The players really didn't make things difficult for him.

On the contrary, he took good care of the soldiers.

That was the only battle so far with zero casualties.

Seeing the king fall into self-doubt, Mustard laughed: "Look at you, you are always like this, you believe whatever others say. What if the other party is lying?"

"Lying? You mean... the man named Herobrine, who is deceiving the kingdom?"

The king was in complete confusion:

"But what good will this do for Him? Trying to make an enemy of the entire kingdom..."

Mustard looked at him with a big laugh:

"So, dear Mr. King, there are many things that you need to see and hear for yourself, instead of just believing what others say..."

"You have been high and mighty for too long. The only way you can understand this world is through the meetings of those stupid nobles."

"Gradually, your worldview becomes distorted and extreme. This is the result of living in flattery."

"Just now, through the Mourning Doll, you saw my past and read my memories. It was a very cruel and desperate experience for you...but it is real and can show you part of the true appearance of this world."

"Now... don't you have any feelings?"

The village king was lost in thought.

If the kingdom was initially just observing the players, understanding what they did, and trying to understand their thoughts.

Then, the first shot in the battle with players was Null's declaration of war.

Seeing that the village king did not speak, Mustard continued to speak:

"You're not still thinking about Null, are you? Look... everyone is pathetic and ridiculous. Because of a non-existent person, they imagined a group of non-existent enemies, and then they fought each other, triggering one tragedy after another."

That guy, Null?

The village king remembered the name.

Mustard is still saying:

"But, in the end, Null was the last straw that broke the camel's back and the last snowflake that triggered the avalanche. The problem is that the camel didn't die because of the last straw, and the avalanche wasn't caused by the last snowflake alone. The problem had already existed between the players and the villagers, and Null just served as the fuse."

Just as Mustard was saying this, a crackling sound came from the distance.

There was no doubt that it was his vehicle, the Iron Golem, that returned with the scouts.

After the king finished reading the files carefully, he raised his head and looked at Mustard.

Mustard smiled and said:

"You always say that the villagers are innocent and the players are hateful, but everything that is happening right now has overturned your perception."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

“There is no absolute good or evil in this world. Harmony is harmony because it embraces everything. If you still don’t understand, look up at the sky.”

Through the window of the concentration camp, the king looked up and saw the dark clouds covering the sky. A blood-red eye opened from it, looking hideous and terrifying.

"what is that?"

"The Oracle made it very clear that this is the enemy we have to face together."

The king was silent.

Mustard walked to the window and chuckled.

At this moment, the sky outside was already very dark, with only some beams of sunlight faintly shining through the gaps in the dark clouds. Under the Tyndall effect, the beams of sunlight looked sad and desperate.

"so........?"

"I've already told you the answer. Our primary target is the Eye in the Sky. The threat it poses is much greater than that of those stupid players."

"You mean, a truce?"

"This is only temporary. Of course, after the fall of the evil god, whether or not you want to continue to fight for the so-called 'dominance' of this world is entirely up to you, dear king."

Looking at the wanderers that were slowly growing and mutating from the mist, the king swallowed his saliva with a gulp.

Those things...are definitely not good people!

The strangely long tentacles are covered with eyes, and their faces are cracked, from which stick out filthy creatures like maggots. They have no thoughts and only retain their killing nature. They have different characteristics in different forms.

And through the spies he arranged outside, the king could clearly feel that these guys were becoming stronger.

"The threat does not come from them."

Mustard smiled and held the king's head with both hands, like holding a ball, and twisted his neck to the other direction, allowing him to see the terrifying guy with a pitch-black body.

"The temporary threat comes from it."

Some well-armed and monstrous-sized super dragon steel puppets slowly approached the final blasphemer, but within seconds, they were chopped into pieces and greedily chewed by the guy's tentacles.

There were some disgusting and sticky grooves on the surface of its pitch-black tentacles, as if there had been something in the middle that had then been dug out by someone.

Not only that, these tentacles have a tendency to expand, and the area they surround is also slowly increasing.

"How should we deal with that guy?" The king was a little at a loss.

"The Oracle, the Oracle has already given us the answer."

Mustard Road:

"This blasphemer has lost its eyes. There were seven in total, and now... two of them have been smashed."

His tone became mysterious and full of oppression:

"And its tentacles are slowly growing bigger and longer, in order to find those eyes as soon as possible... We have to crush those eyes before it finds them, otherwise, no one knows what the outcome will be."

........

"Look what the world has become!"

The Lord of Disaster, who was sitting on a skeleton horse, held a huge red axe in his hand and crushed a blood-red turbid eyeball that was rolling around. The splattered black blood flowed all over the ground, which was extremely disgusting.

As powerful as he is, he actually whispered softly to a group of furry little animals beside him:

"Good kids, this is not the place for you, go play in the water."

Navelette turned into a little blue otter: “…”

To be honest, if she had a choice, Violet really didn't want to become so cute.

"Little guy, are you lost?"

The King of Disaster showed his extremely tender and gentle side. He even dismounted and stretched out his hand, trying to touch these cute little guys.

"Hmph, how dare you. This immortal has a name, and it's called True Lord Liuyunjiefeng. How can you address me in a teasing tone like 'good boy'?"

On one side, a one-block-tall little penguin said angrily.

"Mr. Zhen, we are not in Teyvat now, so naturally no one knows your name..."

A blue sheep wearing strange decorations bowed politely to the Lord of Disaster and bleated:

"Sir, thank you for helping me identify the 'Eye of Sin'."

Seeing these furry creatures speaking human language, the hand that the King of Disaster extended froze in embarrassment.

"Oh my god, look at what this world has become. Why are even animals worried about the eyes in the sky?"

Just as he was talking about this, Furninna's voice came from behind: "What about Violet! How are things going over there?"

Looking back, I found that it was Funina riding on the cat Qiliangliang running towards me with three seafoods.

"The latest news is that three 'Eyes of Sin' have been smashed..."

She glanced at the bloodstains in the pit beside her and changed her words:

“Now there are four.”

"Wait, what on earth is going on?"

The Lord of Disaster looked at Furninna, who looked like a player, and couldn't help asking:

"You seem to know more."

"It's the Oracle." Villette looked the Lord of Disaster up and down and said, "You should have killed a blasphemer."

The King of Disaster looked at the mature Navelette and knew that the possibility of him getting any words from this furry little guy was zero.

So he said, "Yes, it dropped an item."

As he spoke, he opened his palm, and a dropped object was floating on it:

——'The arrow of combining similarities and differences into harmony'.

"Did the Oracle say anything?"

"It says..." The Lord of Disaster thought carefully: "Trading system, the trading system has infinite possibilities."

"It's a unique ability of the Villager Kingdom..." Ganyu bleated, "You guys go check the next area, Zhenjun and I will tell Chris and the others the news!"

At this point, suddenly——

'boom! ’

Violent explosions sounded one after another from Herobrine's direction.

Villette jumped onto Funina's sled with an expressionless face and squeezed on the three seafoods: "We have to find Chris quickly."

Furninha hurriedly adjusted the direction of the oars, turned around and said to the King of Disaster: "Thank you! Come to Fontaine to watch a play if you have the chance!"

The King of Disaster looked at their hurried backs.

The tone was quite helpless and regretful.

"So, you really don't want to touch me?"

"Touch what?"

Walnut appeared out of nowhere, holding the half-dead body of a wanderer:

"Touch this tentacle, it's even more dead than a corpse... It's awesome!"

The Lord of Disaster politely pushed: "No, thank you, player."

Hu Tao was not willing to give up and chased after him: "Don't be polite to me... Hey, hey! Why are you riding on a horse and running away?"